Originally posted by don_budge
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I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
Though it's hurting me, now it's history
I've played all my cards and that's what you've done too,
Nothing more to say, no more ace to play
The winner takes it all, the loser standing small
Beside the victory, that's her destiny
I was in your arms thinking I belonged there,
I figured it made sense, building me a fence,
Building me a home, thinking I'd be strong there,
But I was a fool, playing by the rules
The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
And someone way down here loses someone dear
The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall,
It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain
But tell me, does she kiss like I used to kiss you,
Does it feel the same when she calls your name
Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you,
But what can I say, rules must be obeyed
The judges will decide the likes of me abide,
Spectators of the show always staying low
The game is on again, a lover or a friend,
A big thing or a small, the winner takes it all
I don't wanna talk if it makes you feel sad,
And I understand you've come to shake my hand
I apologize if it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense, no self-confidence
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all
I guess the lyrics speak for themselves. Winners and losers. Don't get caught on the wrong side of that line. The lyrics say it all.
"The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice, And someone way down here loses someone dear..." Spoken deep from the land of Scandinavia. Their minds as cold as ice.
Agnetha is a dead ringer for my wife when she was young. They used to mistake her for Agnetha in Gothenburg back in the day. Do I repeat myself? Of course I do. I am a tennis teacher. Its the nature of the beast.
ABBA...it was a different time. No cell phones. The reality constructs were beyond us. It was simpler. We could take so much for granted. Only questioning the obvious. Yeah...the winner takes it all. But still the loser has a choice. Quit or reinvent. Soldier on. Dust off...bite the bullet. Live to play another day. To love another day. Lord have mercy!

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